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((Pie... wow, are all your characters going to have Pie for breakfast, not including Pru?))

Sterling dressed in some of John's clothes, remembering that he didn't have any of his own. All John seemed to have were loose jeans and shirts with sayings on them like, "It's all fun and games until the flying monkeys attack." That was the least inappropriate shirt he could find, so he put it on. He usually wore tighter jeans and white shirts with collers ((idk how to spell that...)), but a change in pace might be good.
John led Sterling back to the cafeteria, and Sterling just grabbed a smoothie. John piled his plate with food, much like he had done the night before, only this time with apples, bananas, and pancakes.
Sterling looked around, finding that Emma had already sat down, and he had to drag John with him to sit with her. "Hey," he said when they were in earshot.

((most of my characters have smoothies for breakfast! XD ))

((I made a profile for John, and yes, I've always thought of him as an Asian.
Oh, i made the pic of your person smaller so that the words fit better. Hope you didn't mind.))

John smiled at the girl who he thought would become a very close girlfriend, considering what had happened the night before. He sat next to her, putting his hand on her's on the table.
"Rather intimate, are we?" Sterling said after giving Emma a strange look for eating pie for breakfast. He sat down across the table from the couple, "though, I can't say that, I'm rather intimate with your," he used his straw to point at Emma, "roommate." He smiled, thinking of the night before.

"Pie for breakfast. I'm surprised that they even have that here. My mom would kill me if I did that back home," Sterling said, trying not to think of his home, for fear that he would feel homesick. He wouldn't be going back for a while, he knew. It was kind of mean, how the school just trapped people inside without a really good reason or consent from that person.

"Says the girl who has the entire country putting up 'lost' posters of her. Your parents have changed their living room into a search party meeting place," e was going to say more, but John glared at him. John didn't want Emma to try to escape from the school and run away from him.

"My friends dared me and I didn't want to be called a chicken. All of that seems kinda stupid, now that I use magic and all. I could probably kill them without much problem," Sterling raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders and he took another sip of smoothie. He took out his class schedule from his butt pocket, "Oh, do you know where rooms 67, 60, 73, 68, aaanddd... uhhh... 79 are?" He asked, reading off of the sheet of paper. He flipped the paper around and looked at the map of the school with wasn't labeled with the room numbers. he put it on the table and turned it around so that Emma could point the rooms, "John here," he nodded to his roommate, "Either doesn't know or is for some reason refuses to tell me."

"Whatever," Sterling said, though a little disappointed, "I'm gonna head off and try to find these rooms." He stood, putting his empty smoothie glass on the stack of dirty dishes and trays that had gathered on top of the trash cans.

John tried to stand, but his foot got caught on the table, and he tripped, falling into Emma. He back up, "Sorry," he said, "I tripped. Lets go."